Chapter 3 The Great Dao Xiyin

The ruined Taoist ceiling...

As expected, Zhang Cundao returned to the Taoist temple again. As soon as he woke up, the door was pushed open, and the young man came in with a ball of fist-sized objects, like mud balls.

"You wake up, eat something." He put the mud ball in front of Zhang Cundao and sat down.

Zhang Cundao didn't say anything at first because his shoulder was itchy, so he couldn't help but want to scratch it, but there was a cloth strip wrapped around his shoulder, so he couldn't scratch it.

Seeing him, the young man said, "This is the wound healing and it will be very itchy. It should be healed tomorrow."

"Can you get better tomorrow? So fast?" Zhang Cundao finally couldn't help but speak.

"The master is good at herbs, and his healing medicine is very effective." The young man said lightly, then pushed the 'mud ball' in front of him and said: "Eat it, this is Feng meat, which has the use of dispersing the meridians and promoting blood circulation, ventilating and curing diseases."

Is the dusty thing in front of me meat? Zhang Cundao touched it in disbelief and found that the thing was very soft. Then he put it in his mouth and ate it a little. The taste was like marshmallow, but it was bland and tasteless.

After eating the fist-sized rooster, Zhang Cundao felt his stomach full. And his shoulders seemed to become even more itchy.

At this time, the young man suddenly spoke, "Do you remember your scriptures? The scriptures in your mind will usually disappear in three to five days. If you don't memorize the scriptures at this time, you will never get them again."

Hearing this, Zhang Cundao couldn't help asking again: "What is this scripture? Why does the 'master' attach so much importance to it?"

The young man glanced at Zhang Cundao, but he raised his sleeves and said, "The so-called great Tao is the sound of the great Tao. Every person with the talent of cultivation will be favored by the great Tao while awakening his talent, and will hear the sound of the great Tao, and then form a scripture in his mind."

He raised his arm, and then Zhang Cundao was surprised to see that there were three words on his arm "The Sutra of Transforming Demons"! These three words appeared on the inside of his left arm like a tattoo.

Zhang Cundao's heart moved, and he quickly picked up his sleeve and looked. Sure enough, the words "Taishang Wuwei Qingjing Sutra" appeared on the inside of his arm!

"The master encountered great trouble in his practice and urgently needed other scriptures to understand, so he was looking for scriptures frantically. So, if he could not memorize the scriptures, the fate would be really miserable." The young man said to him again.

Zhang Cundao suddenly remembered the wolf head of the 'master', and his heart became faint. The next moment, he suddenly asked softly: "Aren't he afraid that I will recite the wrong scriptures for him?"

Hearing this, the young man sighed and said, "As the rumors that every Scripture that comes with the seed of practice is the most suitable scripture for one's own practice. If you memorize the wrong scripture, the scripture you remember will also be wrong in the future. What should you do in your future practice? If you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself. The scriptures are difficult to understand, and there are many dangers in practicing. Do you still have to use the wrong scriptures to make things difficult for yourself?"

This sentence surprised Zhang Cundao. Yes, if he wanted to memorize the wrong scriptures, he would have to remember the wrong scriptures himself. He is not a person who can never forget them. Can he remember two more scriptures?

Memory will become blurred and wrong with time. People who read frequently need to review it from time to time. If you record the wrong scriptures, it will be difficult to compare the correct ones in the future.

Seeing Zhang Cundao silent, the young man also chuckled and said, "The scriptures are obscure and difficult to understand. Take out the scriptures and refer to them together to reduce the occurrence of mistakes. If you want, I can show you my "Sutra of Transformation of Demons."

His words stunned Zhang Cundao. Although Zhang Cundao was not very smart, he was not a fool. Didn’t he mean to want his own “The Sutra of the Supreme Wuwei Pure and Quiet Sutra”?

Zhang Cundao was silent for a moment and said, "I still haven't recorded some scriptures. When I remember them, I will communicate with you."

The young man smiled, nodded and said, "It's good."

Suddenly, at this moment, Zhang Cundao suddenly heard the whistling wind, and the doors and windows were suddenly blown by the strong wind. The young man's face changed slightly and said, "No, the demonic wind is coming!"

The next moment, a wolf howl sounded, and then Zhang Cundao heard the roar of the 'master': "Demon Wind! It's coming just right!"

Zhang Cundao looked outside and saw a giant wolf in a small yard with a height of ten feet and a Taoist robe standing among them. His green hair was emitting a faint light, and the sharp wolf teeth in his mouth were like a dagger. The originally wide Taoist robe was now worn on his body like a tight robe.

The next moment, he rushed into the air, and the wolf claws were shining with green light, and he grabbed it hard in the air.

The green light exploded, and the light flashed, Zhang Cundao vaguely saw a wind ball similar to a human figure being beaten hard!

The wind ball was knocked out and became furious. He shook his body hard, and the tiny debris in the Taoist temple were swept up by the strong wind and filled all into its body.

A black wind figure appeared in the yard and then hit the "master"!

The wind blade rolled towards the master like a knife, and the master was not nervous at all. A bloodthirsty light appeared in his wolf's eyes, and his body was full of green light. When the wind blade hit the green light, it could not hurt the master at all.

"A mere little demon dares to bare his teeth!" The master roared, his claws like swords, piercing into the body of the wind ball figure with force. Then a blue light flashed, and one of the figure's arms was torn off and disappeared in the air in an instant!

After suffering such a severe injury, the wind ball did not retreat. The remaining hand suddenly rotated like a drill bit, and the fine sand and gravel wrapped around it added some power to this "drill".

The drill bit hit the master, and the green light broke. The drill bit actually broke the green light's defense, but the master was not panicked at all. He saw that the drill bit hit his thick wolf skin and could not go in at all.

The defense of this wolf skin seems to be even more serious than that of the green light!

"Die!" The master took advantage of this moment and hit Fengtuan's head with his claws, instantly breaking the Fengtuan's head!

The next moment, the demonic wind dissipated and the wind was calm. The master snorted coldly, his body slowly shrank, and turned into a human form. He looked at Zhang Cundao in the room with a cold look, making Zhang Cundao shudder. Then he turned around and entered his room.

The young man walked out and searched on the ground, and found a few "mud balls" that Zhang Cundao had just eaten.

When Zhang Cundao saw this scene, his eyes were about to pop out. What he had just eaten was what this monster dropped?

Fengshi... Is the demon Fengshi's meat?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!